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Chapter 1470

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Of course, if it was in a slightly narrow hall, the Iron Fist wouldn't be able to handle it, and the PAK40 would be too close. There was also the spare LeIG1875mm Cavalry Cannon.

The problem was that the Alliance didn't send many strong people this time. This was one of the more depressing things for the Horde. Most of the strong people in the Alliance were holed up in Azeroth. They said that they were there to consolidate the rear and stabilize the economy … If it wasn't for the fact that the Alliance had been kind enough to save the Orcs, Thrall would have suspected that the Alliance was plotting something.

Originally, this kind of cannons that were spread out in a herringbone shape were quite easy to use. At least three skilled cannoneers were needed to operate it well. It wouldn't be a problem for the muscular dwarves to do it and drag it away. Logically speaking, it should be called an infantry cannon.

First of all, this wasn't the real PAK40. Because it was for indoor use, the shameless Duque directly made it a weaker version. The length of the rifling was reduced from 2.4 meters to 1.5 meters, and the length of the cannon was reduced from 3.7 meters to 2 meters.

The bugs were also tough. After a battle, the Bugmen Warriors were fine after more than a hundred cannons. If it was a human, their organs would have been dislocated and they would have died.

In the assault team, every two hundred people was equipped with a PAK40 75mm cavalry cannon.

Muradin smacked his lips. "You make it sound like your Warlocks didn't get information from the demon. The Alliance is similar, but we happened to catch a high-level one. "

The problem was that Duque was very confused about this strange thing.

"I can feel the power of this demon, even though I haven't fought it directly." Orgrim sighed.

When the Alliance spent half a day clearing out their respective targets and then brought the flames of war to the Black Temple, the first difficulty came.

Muradin recalled. "According to the information, it should have been created by Magtheridon, but Magtheridon didn't seem to have enough energy to make it move. It used to be just a pile of stones, not a demon. But Illidan injected a blue demon energy into this giant Hellfire. That's how it came to be. "

The Qiraj bugman bosses praised this move!

Orgrim was the one leading the charge, and Muradin Bronzebeard was the Alliance's leader.

The PAK40 was the best choice.

According to Duque's theory, the machine guns and cannons that were trial-produced were all due to the lack of precision. Basically, if they were not built to the size of a house, they would not be able to fire continuously. The situation of jamming was very serious.

When it wasn't so urgent, the dwarves invented a very shameless tactic, which was to directly install this kind of cannon on the back of the Qiraji Insect mount.

Duque didn't know what he was doing, but the Alliance's technology tree was a little off.

The Horde and the Alliance were using their own methods to train their warriors on the northern and southern battlefronts.

Looking through the binoculars from afar, Orgrim felt like he could already see countless warriors of the Horde being burnt to a crisp by its flames.

In order to ensure as much armor-piercing power as possible, this inevitably reduced its effective range to 500 meters, but it also succeeded in reducing its weight from a ton and a half to 800 kilograms.

The Karabor Ruins was an extremely complicated place.

His exact words were: "God is f * cking holy light. How dare you call yourself an infantryman!? You're my cavalry?! No, no! You have to change it to a cavalry cannon. For the time being, for the sake of high mobility, each group of PAK40 will be equipped with two trained pack horses that are not afraid of explosions, or a Qiraji Insect. "

The only drawback was that it only had a shelf life of 30 days.

In indoor combat, the Demon Guards could be dealt with by professionals, but against the Apocalypse Guards, other than [Iron Fist], the Alliance also needed a medium to long range firepower to cover them.

Speaking of which, how could a cavalry charge with such a heavy cannon?

Especially this kind of PAK40 cannon. Because of the support of the Naaru of Shattrath City, the Alliance specially made a batch of holy light cannons. The specific principle was to place the warheads of the cannons in the direct range of the Naaru's light for a night. Then within 30 days, any demon below the rare elite level would all be killed in one shot.

The Infernals were least afraid of close combat!

This curve-firing short-range artillery was similar to a mortar. It was similar to a mortar, but it had a penetrating power that a mortar did not have. In general, it was not as powerful as the PAK40 against large demons. Because the total weight was less than 300 kilograms … Although Duque's instruction was to find a horse to lead it, when it was urgent and the distance was short, the Dwarves directly carried it.

Soon, the Alliance soldiers knew how far-sighted their commander was.

After announcing that Vashj's Naga had occupied the lower waterway of the Black Temple, the Alliance soldiers passed through the military ramp that the Naga had built and came to the platform in the middle of the Black Temple. There was a training ground that was at least the size of ten football fields.

Now, even the brakes were saved.

And because they had been dealing with large enemies recently, the machine guns and automatic rifles that should have been developed were all gone. Instead, cannons that were close to the level of Earth's World War II were made.

There were too many soldiers and too few long-range soldiers.

"I really don't know where the Alliance's accurate intelligence comes from …" Orgrim complained a little.

Duque was also speechless.

"I know, Supremus." Orgrim's face was obviously conflicted.

In the past, this was the place where Illidan trained Illidari's troops, and now in front of the Alliance were waves of demons.

Demon guards, Hellhounds, Infernals, and a few huge Abyss Lords.

It couldn't be helped, the Tribe was almost entirely made up of muscular men. If it wasn't for the Sun King Anastrian's Forgotten Pharaoh, the Tribe could be said to be full of melee fighters.

Originally, as the Temple of Karabor for the Draenei, the terrain here was quite open, and many of them were large palaces. Unfortunately, it was scourged by the Fel Orcs for more than ten years, and then the demons came to cause trouble. A large group of Eredar Warlocks did summoning, forbidden experiments, and so on, making this place a mess, and the terrain became incomparably complicated.

Not to mention the large group of monsters in front, just this huge Infernals was equivalent to the bane of the Tribe. Because the Tribe was now from top to bottom, from the small soldiers to the strong heroes, it was all unbalanced.

But in the Alliance, the military was Du's word, so in the end, it was strangely called the Cavalry Cannon.

Muradin curled his lips, "Have you seen the intelligence on this guy?"

And guarding the gate of the training ground was a very special Infernal. No one had ever seen such a big Infernal. It … was too big. It was so big that if Doom Walker was still here, he would probably be shorter in front of its exaggerated height of fifteen stories.

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